Age is But a Number…


Last week The Girl made me a birthday card at preschool and presented it to me. 

Me: Oh thanks, that’s…. interesting

The Girl: It has got an eighteen on

Me: Yep, I see that….How old am I now? 

The Girl: You’re 32. But I thought you would like an 18 better. 

On another note, she also opted to leave the inside of the card entirely blank. 

#winning #sheknowsmesowell #thatwilldonicely #ifihadafavouritechildthiscouldswingit #cardrecycling 

Author: motherinthehouse

I am Helen, although more commonly known as “Mum" or "Doc". I have a couple of other roles along side of this. - I’m a a wife, to another junior doctor (yawn) - who specialises in willies and wee. - A daughter to a Yorkshire man and a Scottish lady, an undeniably great combo resulting an ability to be super frugal drunk. - A sister to two older brothers therefore the victim of years of 'character building' experiences. - A northerner who travelled down to the midlands for uni and never quite made it back. Yet. - A friend, to some, for over 25 years, and still can’t shake them off; at this stage they know too much. - An aunty to two boisterous nephews residing stateside, and a local niece. - A daughter- and sister-in-law; having lacked sisters growing up I'm now lucky enough to have acquired 4. - A neighbour to The Deputy, The General and their wives, amongst other retirees. - A slimmer and a swimmer, albeit neither particularly successfully just now. - A gardener, chef, cleaner, washing machine operator, carrier bag collector, and now after much persuasion (borderline bullying) and a 30 quid investment, a keen blogger!

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